Perfectly Imperfect - Pyramaze

This is serious

You don’t seem to understand

All the things we do

To raise the bar and expand

Will leave the weaker men behind

Guess we’re heading for a fall

Bigger, better, blowing our minds

There’s no space in our ideal world

For the strange and charming diversity

It’s the end of what we know

As the world of imperfection

We all stand trial

Every colour has its glow

'cause we’re masters of correction

And self-denial

Whatever you dream about

We design and materialize

Down to the last detail

Our lives in custom sizes

And if you do not make the grade

You’re excluded from the club

We have no tolerance for the common made!

There’s no room for cracks in the surface

We will never settle for anything less

The beginning of the end (x2)

It’s so perfectly imperfect

We all stand trial

Every person has to mend

There’s no tolerance for defect

It’s self-denial